....Let’s have faith that the universe is kind and wise, and let us live patiently and kindly, with an open-heart and open-mind and open-will, one day at a time. :)... ❤️❤️❤️
Very very true- "Truth is, none of us really know who we are, what we are doing, how are we supposed to live, to engage with others. "
During my college days, I had once written this in an assignment- I don't think there's any particular meaning/purpose to life. Because if there is, they forgot to hand me the memo.
Reading this, I also got reminded of my dear old professor PRK Rao's favourite poem, written by Robert Graves-
"He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images.
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images, I question their relevance.
This is so beautiful, Rohit!!!
Love this ,
....Let’s have faith that the universe is kind and wise, and let us live patiently and kindly, with an open-heart and open-mind and open-will, one day at a time. :)... ❤️❤️❤️
Thank you for sharing :)
Very very true- "Truth is, none of us really know who we are, what we are doing, how are we supposed to live, to engage with others. "
During my college days, I had once written this in an assignment- I don't think there's any particular meaning/purpose to life. Because if there is, they forgot to hand me the memo.
Reading this, I also got reminded of my dear old professor PRK Rao's favourite poem, written by Robert Graves-
"He is quick, thinking in clear images;
I am slow, thinking in broken images.
He becomes dull, trusting to his clear images;
I become sharp, mistrusting my broken images.
Trusting his images, he assumes their relevance;
Mistrusting my images, I question their relevance.
Assuming their relevance, he assumes the fact;
Questioning their relevance, I question the fact.
When the fact fails him, he questions his senses;
When the fact fails me, I approve my senses.
He continues quick and dull in his clear images;
I continue slow and sharp in my broken images.
He in a new confusion of his understanding;
I in a new understanding of my confusion."